Chapter 16

"I need you, Uncle."

They just stared at each other in silence. Paul blinked a few times as if he was digesting what Grace was saying. He was afraid that he had another dream. Even secretly the man pinched himself. And this time it wasn't a dream.

"Why are you silent?" asked Grace who felt ignored. Even though she had confessed her feelings but why did Paul's response not be the way she wanted. Paul should have embraced her in a hug now.

Or at least kiss her lips gently like she ever did. instead of just standing and staring at Grace.

Paul's soul seemed to have just returned to his body. He stepped back a bit away. Paul didn't want to lose control of himself. He had to stay sober.

"It seems you need to rest," he said contrary to how he felt.

Actually Paul was just afraid of disappointment. It's like a de javu. What if he did what was on his mind, the same incident as in his dream would occur.

He was slapped hard by Grace. Maybe it will only hurt his body and hurt his pride a little. But imagining Grace crying, it was more painful for Paul. Moreover, the reason she was crying was because of him.

On the other hand, Grace was furious with Paul's attitude, who tried to stay cool. She's fed up.

Really.

And when the man turned around, Grace spoke loudly.

"Stop pretending! I know if actually Uncle wants me too. otherwise why did you say my name while you was pleasuring himself in the bathroom," Grace said.

For the third time Paul's steps stopped. And this time with eyes and mouth wide open. Even Paul felt his jaw dropping. He turned around in extreme embarrassment. it's like you're a thief caught red-handed.

"I'm sorry, Grace," Paul said.

She snorted. "Will Om continue to act like a coward?"

More or less Grace's words hurt Paul's pride.

"If you really wants me too, why did you tell me to forget you?" continued Grace. No matter what, the man will not admit his feelings if not provoked first.

Paul raised his head. Straighten his shoulders. grace was right, he couldn't continue to act like a coward. He's a grown man --- old to be precise --- he should be able to straighten this out without causing any misunderstandings.

"Yes. I admits I likes you," Paul answered loudly. "I really can't forget you like I said," he continued.

That statement made Grace smile broadly. Finally Paul admits that he also likes Grace.

"But I still thinks rationallydon't because of a demand for passion I will sacrifice you," Paul said again, suddenly making Grace's smile fade again.

"You mean?" With a look of disappointment Grace asked.

"Grace, listen...." Paul came closer to Grace holding the woman's shoulders and looked at her deeply. "What we are feeling is just a momentary feeling. You are lulled by what Uncle is doing and vice versa. There are no serious feelings in it.

"You have a long future you shouldn't be stuck with these old man."

Paul tugs at the corner of his lips feeling a slight throbbing that invites pain in his chest.

"So let's forget about it together. You helped me and I will also help you. Hmm?" Paul looked at the woman expectantly. he could see how Grace was looking at him with a disappointed look.

But for Paul this is the best decision. If after this Grace will hate him, that's okay. At least he has behaved like an adult to solve this problem.

after that Paul left there, Grace died who was still silent. The man breathed a sigh of relief. Looks like the plan for out of town business will be executed from tomorrow.

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Grace POV

Tell me if what I just heard is wrong. this is the second time Uncle Paul has rejected me and now it's openly after I confessed my feelings to him.

What did he say?

What we feel is just a momentary feeling?

Damn it!

Damn it!

I can no longer control not to swear at him. that man has trampled on my pride. I'm like a cheap woman begging for recognition from him.

All right, if that's what Uncle Paul wants, I'll do it. He wants me to forget him then I will forget him.

the next morning I immediately called Al before leaving the room. I asked him to pick me up because to be honest I was still very upset and embarrassed

to meet Uncle Paul.

"Why are you there?"

But the man did not necessarily say yes to my request.

"I had a problem and Uncle Paul helped me. He suggested that I stay here until the problem is solved, but I think the problem is over so I can go home already," I explained.

"Okay, I'll pick you up."

Finally he agreed too. I, who was still lazing on the bed, immediately got up with a happy smile. "Okay! I'll wait for you, honey," I said teasing Al a little.

I was a little surprised because Al immediately turned off his cellphone. I looked at my phone again and wondered. why did he just cut the call?

Ah, lest he was with Lucy. I laughed so much myself. Rest assured Al will definitely scold me all out.

Knock... Knock... Knock.

There was a knock on my door making my attention diverted to that rectangular object. when the door opened to reveal the figure of Uncle Paul who was

neatly dressed in his shirt, jacket and tie, I could only stare at him in silence.

"Are you going to pick up Al?" he asked. Wow! It turned out that Uncle Paul eavesdropped on my conversation with Al. I do not know how long he stood behind it earlier.

"Yes, Uncle," I replied simply.

"All right. Then Uncle will go first because there is work out of town. That's okay right?" he asked. I smiled, shaking off my overconfident feeling. I'm sure he's worried like an uncle would worry about his nephew.

"Yeah, it's okay, Uncle. Besides, Al will come soon."

Uncle Paul smiled gently there then glanced at his watch.

"Okay. Then I said goodbye," he said, which I only nodded my head in response. I made sure Uncle Paul closed the door tightly before I went to peek from behind the window. Down there the car was parked in the area outside the villa with the man Uncle Paul

asked last night to take care of my problem standing beside the car.

the man smiled and bowed slightly when he saw Uncle Paul walking towards him. Don't forget that the man opened the car door for Uncle Paul. From here I

can see how Uncle Paul is highly respected by his subordinates.

As the car went I muttered under my breath.

"Okay. this story will only end here."

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